Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

358 Chopping Bamboo

He knew that she was another person in this small body, but after such a long time and having many experiences together, he was sure that she came from another world, a world that was much more advanced than his world.

This was because he didn’t know the principle behind some things, but she knew it very well.

It also seemed to be a very shallow knowledge to her.

“When the time comes, I’ll pretend that I put the ice in the quilt for fun,” Jiang Yue said softly. “If Sifu and the others see that the ice in the quilt will melt much slower, or even won’t melt for a short time, they’ll know that the quilt has this effect even if they don’t understand the principle.”

“Okay.” Finally, he spoke again.

“It’s a good thing that you’re the one who suggested making ice with saltpeter,” Jiang Yue added. “No one will think that I’m wrong if I hide the ice in the quilt.”

“Yeah.”

“Go get the knife,” she said softly.

“Okay.” Then, Xue Yan left. As soon as he went over, Xue Yifu noticed him before he could even bend down to pick up the knife.

“Xue Yan, what are you doing with the knife?”

“To cut some bamboo. It’s useful.” Xue Yan said.

“Okay.” As Xue Yifu was busy making the wooden basin, he did not ask much. He knew that it was enough to go and chop the bamboo, but he could not help but remind his brother to be careful with the knife. “If you can’t cut it, come back and ask me to do it. I’ll be at home.”

“Alright,” he said. Xue Yan agreed and left with Jiang Yue.

There was a bamboo forest near Locust Village, but it was on the other side of the village. In fact, it was also on the other side of the official road. This official road was the main road at the mouth of the eight villages within ten miles.

If Locust Village was on this side of the main road, then there was a bamboo forest on the other side.

When they passed by their eldest uncle’s house, their grandfather, Xue Da, was enjoying the shade in front of the door. Jiang Yue and Xue Yan walked over and had a chat with their grandfather before they continued to the bamboo forest.

When they arrived at the village entrance, they could see the bamboo forest. After crossing the main road and a small ditch, they quickly arrived.

“Let’s go in a little more.” Jiang Yue said.

Xue Yan knew that she was going to cut it herself. If they were near the entrance of the bamboo forest, people would be able to see her. So he nodded and walked in with her.

They didn’t go in until they were so deep inside that no one could see them from the outside.

Without Jiang Yue’s request, Xue Yan took the initiative to give her the knife.

Jiang Yue glanced at him and he immediately looked elsewhere.

Jiang Yue ignored him and went straight for a bamboo stick that she thought was suitable to make a popsicle. Then, she bent over and grabbed the bamboo stick with one hand while she raised the knife with the other.

After three hacks and a kick, the bamboo was cut off from where it was chopped.

There were probably only four or five sections of this bamboo that were suitable for making popsicles, and they had to be chopped again.

Ten bamboo tubes would be tied into a bundle, and she wanted to make four bundles, which meant that she would need a total of forty bamboo tubes of this thickness to make popsicles.

As such, Jiang Yue cut down nine more of these bamboos of the same width. After that, she started to cut the leaves of the bamboo with a knife. She only needed the middle trunk. The two ends of the bamboo were not suitable for making popsicles, so they had to be cut off.

Xue Yan was watching her from the side, pulling another bamboo from time to time to pick the leaves for her.